I think mother's nose would be very fine, if she could guess that I had met you.
Well, what are you looking so solemn about ?" "She at home"-- he never named her mother in any other fashion--"forces you into lies every single day; no one has a right to speak the truth but her!" "Oh!" she tossed her head impatiently; she had heard this so often.
"She eats up all the honesty in the room by herself, you know, for it's quite impossible to act honestly by her, for very terror.

She keeps discipline, and much or little, it's all the same.

Any one who wants to speak the truth without using his fists to back it up will get thrashed as I did! It doesn't matter for me; but when I think of you going home and making up all those lies again, and that you are so frightened, and haven't the strength to stand against them, Silla!" She tried to laugh and make light of it; but her face fell sadly.

She could not bear this unpleasant subject, for she was obliged to tell lies, however angry he might be.
And then she suddenly began to hurry.
"No, no, we must go home, Nikolai.

I daren't stand here any longer." Nikolai was starting off, but stopped suddenly at sight of Silla's dismayed countenance.